"So Ferb, what should we do today?" My younger step-brother says. I'm reading trying to ignore him the best I can, but hey, it's impossible to ignore Phineas. I really have a lot of answers, build a rocket, fight a mummy, climb up the Eiffel Tower, discover something that doesn't exist or give a monkey a shower. I merely shrug. "What about Perry, what does he want to do?" Or sure, Phineas, like I speak platypus. Perry makes a chirping noise. Thanks for backing me up, Perry.
"I for one am starting to get bored. And boredom is something up with which I will not put!" Phineas, some times I don't know about you. "I mean the first thing they're gonna ask us when we get back to school is what did we do over the summer! I mean no school for three months, our lives should be a roller coaster! And I mean a good roller coaster not like the one we rode at the state fair." He said. Man, I don't think that kid can be quiet for 2 minuets. He's not even quiet in his sleep! He's either snoring or talking in his sleep. That's one way we can tell if Phineas isn't feeling good. He gets really quite. "I actually liked it, it drove you bonkers!" I said. "Shut up, Ferb." He said with a hint of smile in his voice.
"Man, that was lame. Why if I built a roller coaster I would-" he started to say. His voice trailed off and he got a glimmer in his eyes. Uh oh. "That's it! I know what we're gonna do today!" I knew it. "Hey, where's Perry?" he said. "Hold on, Phineas, let me activate my super sonic platy-human ray and ask him." I said. Phineas laughed. "Shut up, Ferb!" he said. "Let's go get the stuff." he said. "For the roller coaster, or the super sonic platy-human ray?" "Shut up, Ferb!" he said laughing. It doesn't take a rocket scientist to figure out that Phineas says "shut up" to me a lot. He doesn't to it when he's angry though, for some reason. He just kind of avoids me for a day or two. Not me, if I'm mad at him, I'll yell and kick and punch him. I know I'm kind of mean, but he always starts it!
We had blue prints all along fold out tables in the yard when my step-sister Candace comes though the gate. "Mom's says I'm in charge conditionally!" she said. "Whatever." Phineas responded. "Wait, what are you two doing?" "homework." "It's summer" "That's cool, you just wait till the last minuet then." "Well I'm watching you. And I'm in charge… conditionally." Candace stares at us through the window. She kind of freaks me out. But I can't say anything, she was there when I was getting potty trained.
A few minuets later, we have all the stuff in the backyard. "Ferb, You can start." "And I can end it, and I can do the middle why you put one screw in and say that you helped." I said. Phineas laughed. "Shut up, Ferb, I will not!" "We'll just see about that." "You have to admit I do help." "You're nine years old." "So are you!" "Yeah, but I'm five months older." "Shut up, Ferb." "Shut up, Phineas." Phineas burst out in laughter. I don't know how I do it, maybe it's just something I was born with, but Phineas can be all down and depressed and I can make him laugh uncontrollably in the drop of a beat. Just by looking at him! I love to make Phineas laugh ,though, his laugh is very catchy.
Candace comes out of the house. "Ooo when Mom catches you, you are going down! Down down down! D-O-W-N Down!" Candace said racing for her bike. "We're gonna need a blow torch and some more peanut butter." Phineas says. "Why peanut butter?" I ask. "Isn't it obvious?" Phineas said. "You're a pig?" Phineas cracked up. "Shut up, Ferb!"
Isabella came into the back yard. When Phineas heard her, he quickly regained his composure. I don't know how Phineas does it, but he can act perfectly normal around Isabella. What's odd is PHINEAS HAS A HUGE CRUSH ON HER! He doesn't show it and he's most likely going to kill me for saying that. The funny thing is, Phineas doesn't know about Isabella's crush on him and Isabella doesn't know about Phineas's crush on her. I'm not going to say any thing, though, I'll let them find it out for them selves.
"Hey, Phineas." Isabella said. "Hey Isabella." Phineas responded. "Watch'ya doing?" she called. "Building a roller coaster." "In your back yard?" "Some of it." "Wow, isn't that kind of impossible?" "Some might say." I can't believe it! Not even a "hey, Ferb" It's like she only cares about Phineas. "Hey, Ferb." she calls up to me. That's more like it! I wave back.
"Does you step-brother ever talk?" Isabella asked. Yes, yes I do. "Who? Ferb?" No, Phineas, you're other step-brother that came out of the blue beyond. "He's more of a man of action." I hammer a nail then it bounces back and hits me in the face. Phineas is trying desperately to hold his giggles "So… do you want to go swimming?" Isabella asked. "Kind of in the middle of something." Phineas said. "Oh, right. O.k. see you later." Isabella said. "O.K." Phineas responded. "Hey, Ferb, you got enough rib bits up there?" Phineas called to me. I give him a thumbs up and I used that gun- thingy and then blew it. No one dares approach the sheriff in these here parts.
"O.K. Phineas, time for you to screw in your screw." I call down. "Ferb, we need a building permit." "Now you tell me." "Shut up, Ferb. Now how do you do this?" "Grab something to write with." Phineas goes in the house and comes back out. "O.K. now what?" "That's a crayon." "Just tell me how to do it." "You know, write stuff and staple all the papers together." "Ferb" "How am I supposed to know? I'm nine and a half years old!" "But you're my big brother." "Go on the internet and work on it." "O.K." Phineas ran into the house. I got off the roller coaster and ran after him. "Phineas, I told you wouldn't hold up your end of the coaster." "Shut up, Ferb." Phineas jiggled the mouse and pushed keys. "Why won't this thing wake up!" "Well, it would maybe help if you had the computer on." Phineas looked at the computer, then at me then back at the computer and turned it on. "Shut up, Ferb." "Phineas, maybe I should do it, considering what luck you have with computers you may sign us up for a years subscription to Disney Adventures magazine." "Shut up, Ferb." Phineas was in a swivel chair so I turn him around to face me and looked him square in the eyes. "Don't smile. Don't smile. What ever you do don't smile." Phineas tried not to laugh. I started to tickle him. Hr screamed in laughter and fell out of the chair. I hurriedly got in it. "Fine, but good luck finding the papers." Within five minuets I was printing out papers. Phineas gave me a weird look. "Shut up, Ferb. Me and Phineas were flipping the papers until I finally figured them out. Me and Phineas signed our names in the required spaces. "Now I request a apology from you on the account of thinking I'm incapable of finding building permits on the internet." I say. "Shut up, Ferb"
A/N These will all be in two parts because this is a lot to remember and a lot to type. So they all will be in two parts or less.